Sushi the Oriental Salad
I see you in my dreamtime
In your rose colored Kimono hues.
And I hear your voice speak so softly to me
To tell me all of the day's news.
I dreamt again of you last night
Holding my hand as we walked along.
I did not want to wake at all
For fear that you would be gone.
I dreamt of you the night before
And all the nights before that.
Yet, I've never seen or met you
To have a real life chat.
I dream of every part of you
Your almond eyes and smiling face.
I know I can tell you anything
And never feel disgraced.
You are my Oriental Salad
Tossed together as none other can be.
But more than a nameless dream now
I have found you to be my Sushi!
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